Say SomethingSay Something1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: This fic came to me after I heard, then saw the video for, the A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera duet "Say Something". It struck something in me and... well, this story is what came of it. If you haven't heard it, it can be found here: Say Something.
Usage of the cover image, entitled "Mission failed" was granted by artist f19850928.
Warning: I never thought I would write one of these, but it turns out I was wrong. Not only is this a sonfic (something I'm not a big fan of) but it is also a Death!Fic.
Disclaimer: Young Justice & Batman, or the song "Say Something", are not mine. Any recognizable content is not mine.
Say something I'm g
[NightwingXThor] Shipped"So, you're the god of thunder, huh?"[NightwingXThor] Shipped1 month ago in Humor More Like This
Well, that wasn't much of a surprise. Nightwing had met gods before--fought gods before. Hell, he even knew a handful of them personally. Supes--er, Superman--could be considered a god by all rights, but Nightwing had fought actual mythological figures before too--still, it was always hard to know when you first meet someone that claimed to be one.
In this line of work, you have a lot of people that liked to think they were divinity just because of a few powers. God figure, right?
"Alright, so, you're the god of thunder, Thor, and you are a warrior too, right?"
"It is as you say."
"So, and I don't want to be a person that tempts a god here but--think you could get us out of here?"
It was a perfectly valid question. After all, if he was a god, any kind of god, he should be able to break free from a simple packing crate. Pretty sure there was nothing in the Nibelung about Thor having a weakness to FedEx or plywood.
"Would that I could. But ou
Richard's RegretsRichard's Regrets5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
I've lost it all. And I could've saved them.
I overheard the conversation with the killer...talking about my family. I didn't give it much thought...which made it the biggest mistake of my life. Only hours later did I realize...he was out to kill my family.
Then Bruce took me in. I thought I was fine. Being Robin was...amazing. It was even more amazing that I worked side by side with THE Batman. Even so,I missed the ones I lost and had much more to lose.
Soon,I began to drift away from Bruce. We began to fight more,disagree more..and become less of a family. I moved away and became Nightwing.
Being Nightwing was just as fun as being Robin...but it was definitely more heart-aching. I always missed my parents,and then I missed Bruce. This was why I was mad when I found out that I had a successor:Jason Todd. My only little brother,and I treated him horribly. I was a terrible example to him. I've always wanted a little brother,then when I got one on a silver platter,I ref
Fantastic ExpansionBeing in the Fantastic Four meant always being ready for anything. Some days are hectic, filled with bad guy after bad guy, near disaster after near disaster. Today though wasn’t really one of those days. No emergencies, no Doom, No Nick Fury. Nothing. Reed Richards took it all in stride. Spending the day in his lab, still in his blue, white, and orange unstable molecule suit. He had just finished up a prototype when he glanced over at the nearby computer screen rubbing his eyes. 11:23 pm. Reed sighed realizing the day had now come and gone. It was then hearing the quiet that made him think for a moment. Something he was well used too but it was a different matter all together.Fantastic Expansion2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He stretched his head out of the lab, looking down the halls and seeing that his teammates, Johnny Storm, Ben Grimm, and his girlfriend Susan Storm, were all asleep. Reed smirked slightly, as he retracted his head back to his body.
Depths: Alternate VersionDepths: Alternate Version3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: So, I've been rewatching the series, gearing up for the relaunch this friday (SQUEEE!) and as I was watching 'Depths' this bunny started nibbling and I couldn't shake it. I had to write it. I didn't want to - man, I really didn't want to! - but I did anyway and here it is. I hate it. Uterly, totally, comlpetely, and all because it made me cry. I kid not. Full on sobbing while I wrote it and I really don't want to post, but I will anyway because they say misery loves company and so I'm taking you all down with me!
The sharp intake of air was the first indication that things had gone wrong.
The battle on the beach came to an abrupt halt as the two powerhouses stopped, face to face and chest to chest.
No one moved, no one dared breathe.
And then Aqualad jerked his arm forward and plunged the blade of water completely through Nightwing's sternum and out between his shoulder blades.
"You lose," Kaldur hissed in his former teammates face and pulled the
Event HorizonEvent Horizon2 years ago in Drama More Like This
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a continuation of my AU of the Episode "Depths". I've been working on this for a while and I'm rather pleased with how it turned out. I borrowed a bit from DC Comic "Nightwing #114", because it's one of my favorites and I really wanted it in my story. So I took it and rewrote it and put it here and I'm not sorry! LoL! Now, a lot of people have wanted this continuation, so I hope it meets with your expectations. Please, enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: Seriously, do I really have to do this again? I will if I have to, but by now you should all know that none of this is mine. It's really not. All recognizable DC Characters belong to DC Comics, and the story and plot belong to the Troll - *WHAP!* - Muse. I'm just the person who gets to type it up.
Event Horizon – In general relativity, an event horizon is a boundary in space-time beyond which events cannot affect an outside observer. In layman's terms it is def
Trust Machines - Surf's UpSurf's UpTrust Machines - Surf's Up1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Trust Machines story
It was the beginning of the weekend following Chris' ordeal as his sister's heels for the date with her boyfriend Brad. Chris had just come home from football training and was relaxing in front of his television as somebody knocked on the door.
"Door's open, come in!" he called and his sister's smiling head appeared in the doorway.
"Do you have a couple of minutes?" she asked him and Chris nodded.
"Of course. What's up?"
Jade went in and closed the door, then she placed herself on Chris' bed and sighed.
"I wanted to talk to you about my date with Brad again." she said. "I'm still feeling guilty for what you had to endure."
Chris furrowed his brows. "I thought we had already solved this out?" he asked. "You had no idea that being shoes sucks, theref
Elastic Four - Enter The Puppet MasterReed Richards slithered along the open vent cover. In his uniform as he had the rest of the Fantastic Four all nearby. With the New York City mayor being held captive by the deranged Puppet Master, they couldn't afford to have any threat of detection. Otherwise who knew what the Puppet Master could do to them. "Hey Reed, how much longer til’ we'll be there?" Ben's thick Brooklyn accent came in from behind Reed. "We shouldn't be far from where he is, but keep the noise down." Reed whispered back, turning his head fully around to see Ben. Johnny Storm was slithering behind Ben, Sue Storm bringing up the rear.Elastic Four - Enter The Puppet Master1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hopefully our new powers catch him by surprise..." Sue whispered to herself. Johnny bumped into Ben. "What's the hold up?" He said sorta shouting, half whispering. The vent was cramped, even if their elastic bodies it was still a very tight squeeze. Meanwhile, Phillip Masters aka the Puppet Master chuckled. Keeping the Mayor of New York quietly sitting in a chair. "It'd
Skipper Arrowtree: New TargetThe dim glow of the morning sun prompted his eyes to open. He rubbed the blur from them as he sat up in bed. 7:32 am. Too early by most sane people's standards, but he had classes today. Better get up before I fall back down, he thought. He clumsily got to his feet and shuffled to the bathroom. He bathed his face in cool water before taking a close look at it in the mirror. The late nights were starting to leave their mark.Skipper Arrowtree: New Target3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Even as a child, Skipper could have never envisioned a life like this. It was the kind of stuff you'd find in Saturday morning cartoons; college student by day, fighting hideous mutant creatures by night, with incredible superhuman powers. Superhuman, maybe, but in Skipper's case, they were just plain weird. The whole thing could've been prevented, if only he hadn't put his arm near that anemone. He shook his head. There was no use in thinking like that. Obviously there was a reason for all this to happen. He just had to make the most of it. Aside from all the resul
Start Down The RoadRoads of YesterdayStart Down The Road2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Young Justice Fic
Nightwing sat at the monitor in the heart of Mount Justice, his eyes glued to the screen as he typed furiously. A strained pause came to pass as the computer scanned for Nightwing's current target. The silence was broken by a loud ping from the computer, honing in on a warehouse complex in the middle of nowhere between Gotham and Star City. Nightwing reached for the com that hung on his belt before pausing.
"Do I really want to drag the team down there when I'm not sure if they're even there?" Nightwing asked himself.
He'd been second guessing himself a lot lately. He didn't trust himself as much anymore, not since he'd messed up and gotten Wally and Kaldur nearly killed several months ago. Nightwing sighed as he stood and walked to his room. He'd just grab a few things and go check out the warehouse. Nothing more. He was just going to make sure that this wasn't a false lead and make sure he knew everything before calling in the team. Afte
Injustice Guest Fighter: FulgoreName: FulgoreInjustice Guest Fighter: Fulgore2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Debut: Killer Instinct (1994)
Voice: Andrew Kishino
Before the rise of the Regime, there was a mysterious corporation called Ultratech, which was on the verge of taking over all of the world governments. They are also responsible for annual Killer Instinct tournaments. They manufacture robot units called Fulgore. The purpose behind the Fulgore units were to battle worthy opponent they encounter. Now, ever since the Regime destroyed any chances of Ultratech coming to rise, they built a special Fulgore unit and sent it out to kill Superman and his associates.
*Intro: Lightning strikes on Fulgore and he awakens. He then says, "I will bring you to your doom!"
*Outro: Fulgore impales his opponent on one of his energy claws. He lift up his claw with
The Great Metal Russian BalloonAs the Charles Xavier School for the Gifted was in the midst of another day of… whatever you would call such subdued chaos. Bobby Drake, a teacher attending the school and known by many as ‘Iceman’, took a seat in the living room with a book. Wearing only a hoodie with a shirt and jeans on. Though already the sight was not a common thing for someone like Bobby. A guy who outside of teacher reports, comic books, and magazines he’ll hide under his bed afterwards, never has been one to read much of anything. However the book in question Bobby had peeled open. A simply massive book bound by leathered aged by time. All of it written in numerous old, forgotten languages with countless spells and incincations. Dr. Strange was giving it as a present to Charles Xavier, with Bobby tasked with going to Strange’s mansion and picking it up. Although when he returned Xavier left for important matters. LeavingThe Great Metal Russian Balloon1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ultimate Spider-BloatAs the city streets glowed under the bright lights of New York City. Spider-Man could hear the cheers and jeers he often did as he swung through. Tonight though wasn't so much the usual routine of swinging around aimlessly until trouble showed up. Tonight he had gotten a text message about a friend wanting to meet him in a hidden area. So traveling to the rooftop in question. Spider-Man skidded to a stop glancing back down at his text. "Man if this is another set-up I should just get a new phone number…" Spider-Man stated to himself.Ultimate Spider-Bloat1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You're late..." Danny Rand, aka Iron Fist walked out of the shadows. Dressed in his green and yellow attire. The mask covering the top of his head. "Sorry about the text, Luke wouldn't let me use a voice call. Something about it costing more."
"Hey I'll have you know I'm a very busy man. Lots of…" At that moment Spider-Man couldn't really think of what he had going that night. Besides another quiet night at the house doing
Not Meant For Me (Chapter 6)Not Meant For MeNot Meant For Me (Chapter 6)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Teen Titans Fanfiction
It was an average morning in Titans Tower- not much crime going on. Only a few robberies and car thefts here and there that the police didn’t feel the need to call them out for. For once they got to stay home for the day. At first it was great, because they got a chance to try and relax. But as minutes turned to hours with no alarms, they became restless. It had been so long since they had had a real fight, against a real villain. Somehow they had all gathered in the Main Room, as if subconsciously hoping some company would ease their boredom. Even Raven was out of her room, reading a book. But she found that even that was boring. She had read it so many times that she found herself reading one sentence over and over.
Starfire was floating next to her, upside-down. Her skirt, thankfully, defied gravity. She tried to meditate, or quietly watch the people in the room from a new perspective. It wasn’t entertaining, but she was kept quiet
BloodlinesBloodlines2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: A while back, I held a poll on which RiD one-shot I would write next. This one came in 4th on Deviant Art with 13% of the vote and 3rd on with 14% of the vote. I've tried to write the others before it, but they weren't cooperating so here we are!
This has been a nibble in my mind for a while now and I think I've broken through my writer's block enough to get this out. I hope it meets my expectations as well as yours. It begins during the battle on Malina Island at the end of the second season episode "Alienated".
Disclaimer: Young Justice is not mine; Batman/Robin/et al are not mine; basically none of it is mine but I'm playing with them anyway! I promise I'll return them when I'm done with them… hopefully with all the right pieces. *EvilGrin*
January 6, 21:02HAST
The crimson light intensified the scowl of the young Atlantean when he turned to f
FrUK - MaybeThey were in a smooth expanse of lush green hills, water lapped down at the edge of a golden beach and squawking seagulls circled overhead. Only a faint breeze was present in the air and the gentle warmth of a summer just beginning.FrUK - Maybe4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mon chérie?" Francis Bonnefoy asked, the personification of France, just into his early adolescent years by appearance. His hair was cut longer than the other countries and his bright blue eyes sparkled with promise. Even at that age he knew he was irresistable.
Arthur Kirkland, the personification of England, at that time just a mere infant appearance wise, scowled up at the Frenchman, his scruffy blonde hair and already thick black eyebrows giving him an aura of grumpiness.
"What now, frog?" he asked, tugging at his green cape for to be protected if the French boy decided to make any more passes at him.
France chuckled softly before pressing his fingers to his lips and then to the small boy's forehead. "Mon petit lapin..do you think.."
Break upBreak up4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My heart dropped
Dreams have popped
Love is unknown
Depression now sits on its thrown
The game is lost
But at what cost
Anger building up
And relief in one cut
Puddles on the floor
But hatred grows all the more
Nothing to hide
But your shame inside
So I will say goodbye
Wine Dark ShadowsWe dance, we danceWine Dark Shadows4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We dance as we crawl
We crawl and sprawl in the grief of us all
Feel this agony
Feel Our thoughts
(They're going insane)
Turning into wine dark shadows. . .
Let this invisible insane soldier grow,
(Watch us grow. . .)
We feel defeated;
We would, we should.
This wine dark shadow that we had now become is abundant upon us.
(Upon us it swallows. . .)
Now rest in this cold meadow that had now become numb among us.
(As our heart hollows)
We destroy beauty, we create it too.
(Just for you. . .)
Oh how can we call something beautiful,
When there isn't something ugly for you?
It would have no true meaning, and ugly would have no shame.
Take this ugliness,
In the name of our dark, cold, disparaging pain.
(Disparaging pain. . .)
We cross the boarders,
We fight the wars.
We spread this disease;
Like angry spores.
No don't take me away;
(Let me stay, Let us stay. . .)
Do not take us away!
No not today. . .
Or you will lose the